In 1960, my father was working with a team to move a large piece of equipment when the load unexpectedly shifted. As he worked to steady the weight, it turned again and crushed him. …

The universe has an uncanny way of rewinding… — A few weeks ago, I woke up one morning with Steve Winwood’s “Valerie” on my mind. Had it been in my dreams? I couldn’t remember. Yet, hours later with this earworm drilling into my brain, I had no choice but to listen to the track. “Hey Google, play Valerie by…

Who’s afraid of the big bad wolf? — Like many of us, I’m here for the community, the stories, and the catharsis of spilling my innermost thoughts. While part of the partner program, it’s not for profit as much as an offset to the annual cost of the service. …

Unpacking timeless memories — This story is part of a series. Read the previous chapter here: Graves She really shouldn’t know all of this.medium.com In all my years, my mother has been a rock. Seemingly unflappable and entirely in control, she’s always two steps ahead in every situation. …

When all you see is a hammer, all you feel is bludgeoning. — As I round the bend towards the end of a long and positive career as a software developer, I’d like to share some lessons learned in the past 40 years. (Buckle up, it isn’t all pretty.) Earlier today, I met with a client to discuss a particularly concerning issue with…

Brainless Belligerent Bore Behaves Badly! — Just when you thought Bimbo Barbie — a.k.a. U.S. House of Representatives member Lauren Boebert — couldn’t POSSIBLY sink any lower on the scale of human decency, she proves once again that, behind the makeup and fancy clothes, she is nothing more than a gutter rat. It appears Miss Barbie…

She really shouldn’t know all of this. — This story is part of a series. Read the previous chapter here: Maples in Autumn Life on repeat.medium.com “Got a pen?” Who the hell carries a pen these days? I thought. “No,” I replied, reaching for my phone. “I can record all the information here.” The whole concept of this discussion was intriguingly macabre. Here I…

Dissecting the “Good Christian” oxymoron — Warning: Language, rant “Look at him! What a good Christian boy!” “You’ll do what the pastor said if you want to find a good Christian girl.” Having spent the better part of my life hearing how good Christians are, I’ve seen enough now to know that if the Christians are…

Life on repeat. — This story is part of a series. Read the previous chapter here: Deafening Silence Mom comes clean.medium.com Mom: From your child’s very first breath, you know — intrinsically — that you will do everything in your power to guard and protect them. Sometimes it’s easy: Don’t cross the street without looking both ways, don’t touch…